My parents were married for 60 years when my dad died. They always called each other "Honey" and "Honey". When I was a kid I thought that was their names. Even when they had a disagreement, it was "OH..Hon...eeee"! They were best friends, lovers, soulmates, confidants. They were always affectionate and "I Love You" was the most common phrase in our house. After my dad died, my mother started getting sick. mostly because she put herself last while taking care of him and never sought medical attention for herself. She spoke about him every day, even the day she died. That's a true happy marriage. It was made in heaven.